Leaving Songhe Gate! Finding the Way Home!

Soon, the three arrived at Songhe Gate's mountain Teleportation Formation, where disciples were waiting in line. Every quarter of an hour, the formation lit up and sent a group down to the city below.

Li Bufan stood before the stone platform and turned to look at the other two. Zheng Haonan and Wang Mingxuan looked back at him. Their gazes met, and for a moment, none of them spoke.

Li Bufan took a deep breath and cupped his fists. "Brother Wang, Brother Zheng, take care."

Zheng Haonan firmly cupped his fists, his voice ringing out. "Take care, Brother Li! Come back soon!"

Wang Mingxuan also cupped his fists, his tone gentle but firm. "May your journey be smooth, Brother Li."

Li Bufan nodded and turned toward the Teleportation Formation.

Behind him, Zheng Haonan called out again, "Brother Bufan, remember to bring us something good when you come back!"

Without looking back, Li Bufan waved and laughed. "I know!"

The Teleportation Formation lit up, enveloping him completely. Its radiance grew stronger and brighter.

With a flash of light, Li Bufan and the people around him vanished from the formation.

Zheng Haonan stood where he was, watching Li Bufan disappear. "He's gone."

Wang Mingxuan nodded and said softly, "He's gone."

The two exchanged a glance without speaking. They knew they owed everything they had today to Li Bufan.

Without Li Bufan, how could they ever have caught Li Tianying's eye?

Without Li Bufan, how could they have risen from outer disciples to disciples of Formation Peak in a single leap and been taught Spirit Tier martial techniques? All of it was thanks to Li Bufan.

Zheng Haonan clenched his fists and said gravely, "When Brother Bufan comes back, we have to make him see us in a new light."

Wang Mingxuan nodded.